Lick all off until it's done.
Don't let none waste or fall to the ground.
Enjoy the ice-cream at the time it's cold.
I'm the ice-cream man with many flavors to behold.

Lick north, lick south, lick left, lick right.
Lick all through the day and through the night.
Eat the ice-cream quickly, don't let it waste.
I bet it will be the best you'll ever taste.

Don't let the ice-cream drip or run down the cone.
Eat until you get brain freeze and a cool touch on your bones.
The ice-cream gets soft so quickly, before it melts.
I'm not talking about any ****** activities,

I'm the ice-cream man, and it's only ice-cream I sell,
And the enjoying of all tasty flavors I meant.

**** me dead dis is not Trinidad we living in dis is Hell.

Man ****** women and man,  killing children and duh give ah dam.
Duh take men land or they guh chop off your hand,
Women loykey so every man is every woman man.
Yes in dis island,  Government is only tricks and scams.

**** me dead, dis is not Trinidad we living in, dis is  Hell.

Men up here different, them duh chase fly buh chasing family instead.
Men beating men if they play mad and touch their bread.
Duh talk about their gyal, watch them and more than five bullets in Yuh head.
Betham and Lavantille, watch any man too hard,  well sure Yuh dead.
Because when their guns done talk,  there is no more to be said.

**** me dead, dis is no Trinidad we living in, dis is Hell.

Women want all de gun man, so money coming quick, like quicksand and quick hand.
Who tell women to cheat,  man duh care over here, women dead too.
Man will buy the world for them, when they done, he want back everything even food.
It's plenty clues, Trini men can't shoot gun, so its either magnet bullet or they using glue.

One more thing too, some police have all wah they need,  they will burn down your **** field and geh high from de same ****.

When Friday night comes, it's inevitable.
Phalanxes in the many, dancing, drinking and having fun.
In bars long lines on one road like a railing.
This fever won't be over until the night is done.

I'm dismay by all that over excitement,
And very melancholy by being alone all day.
But when the Friday night interpose in enlightenment.
All my long lasting sadness all fades away.

Call me an elated person when the fever hits me.
To be sagacious and to act judicious of an account.
About the people I see, we party the flee.
Kind of suspicious and much heats there with us.

Maybe I'm assailant and love to **** night's time,
Flies fly by to join the extravaganza.
In a place sanguinary not really sanitary.
Any day of the week, but Friday night's fever is in every month even mine, foreveruary.

Intrigue me, no wait, no sorry,
Am not baffled, despite the world deceive me,
Boy not even grown, only ten,
Mother's son want to live no more.
Standing on a broken forefront,
Of a high tower,
The boy is under the ticking
Clock.
The clock strikes nine,
The boy life flash before his eyes,
Fill with tears and contempt,
He made his mind up to jump to
Death.

No!!
Make sense out of this before you
Jump,
Don't rush, don't shake nor stump.
Only ten and you wanna die, sister falls, big brother crawls and mather cry,
He said my father is not here never will be because he died.
Leaving me inna world after so much torture and abuse.

Look me in the eyes, and tell me not to cry,
Or "Don't worry boy" it would be fine.
Oh do it and don't you lie, I have no pride, my childhood yet early manhood taken tragic the scare upon my soul.
Deep he cut, deep he injured my poor fragile life,
My mind now know too much pain for it's age,
And my heart knows too much sorrow before it's stage.
Let me jump, let me meet him and look him in the face,
The face of a drunk, disgraceful liar,
Who prey upon the little children,
So defenceless, mostly weak.
A catastrophic stature of hatred and grievance in my little heart,
Ain't my father suppose to teach,
Instead he broke me apart.

Tick tock, time is passing, clock keeps ticking, child keeps subbing.
As help rush, with such pace,
Like lightening from the sky they went up the tower,
The boy's power, lessens by the hour, his pressure drops then rise,
Like yeast in flour,
Suicide, no premeditated manslaughter,
The boy under the ticking Clock, rain pours down, what an unholy
Shower.
Tock, the clock strikes six, the heavens opens, car doors closes
The press cameras captures,
Stumble raptures of poor Casper's little light slowly dims.
While he falls to uncertainty below all pain and unexpectations.
No more to be, pain from daddy yet he went brave to meet,
News day and ah new day, such a
Terrible sight,
He died in such terrible way
On the headline, the newspaper it say,
Boy under the ticking Clock

I smile too much,
I try too much,
I talk too much,
I walk too much,
I write too much,
I love too much,
I hurt too much,
I cry too much,
I forgive too much,
I give second chances too much,
I get attached too much,
I fight too much,
I over think too much,
I don't want too much,
I don't need too much,
I wish too much,
I dream too much,
I fake smile too much,
I seek attention too much,
I am not too much,
I get up everyday try to be a different man, so maybe I won't get hurt too much, or lied to too much,
I try everyday to change so I don't have to worry too much, or regret too much,
I try to think, be and act differently so I won't be hated too much or criticized too much,
I believe in equality and genuine love so I won't have to be in failing relationships too much.

But I been hurt too much, lied to too much, used too much,

I been crying too much, because it hurts too much, that I wasn't enough and I did too much.

Life wasn't designed to grant peace of mind,
Yet mankind strive everyday to at least try to find,
Inclined to the evil side so their hearts are so unkind,
We need God to help unbind the chains on our young minds.

The grind is perfectly outlined,
To the point where you can literally see the lines,
Of the supremacy and deceit of the "High signed",
Well timed and I don't need to rhyme to unwind,
The twined ropes around the necks of the youths and their feeble minds.

Push forward and don't drop behind,
You must think out of the box, we need a mastermind, to mastermind the misinterpretation life's stranded vine,
We need to wipe our eyes from the lies to show we are no longer lame, no longer silent and no longer blind,
Combine the strength and power of love and loyalty to define,
What the rest of mankind is trying to find,
The pure of heart of one's self and the inner peace of one's mind.

Oh no, it can't be true, is it rage?
Underneath docile reflections,
Inside wombs, a baby's cage.
Lifted high, bound by blood and sin,
Everyday, a new day to flip the page.

Sleeping like sleeping in, with no dreams,
Do you see the vision do you get the message?
Birds nest, free from scorn and of capture,
But now imprison by lies of a cage.

Keep me lock in, but keep him posted,
Who's him, the other me that's never on stage.
The legions that speaks in my ear, always screaming,
I'm caged, I'm caged.

They represent rebirth and life,
They are strong yet weak, within themselves.
They know what they are for,
And will fight for truth and righteousness, that's assured.
And even if they fall somewhere along the way,
God will answer their cries from the depts they pray.
Because they were first, before man and now after,
And the world became so cold and misleads, that woman where drawn to disaster.
Yet some women stood tall and proud because they knew their worth,
And they were victorious and they were never hurt.
A woman is a man's key of life,
Most men find the perfect one and make them their wife.
While some women defile themselves and fall asleep in sin,
Other sorts to righteousness and seeks wisdom from deep within.
Fornication and folly most women indulge in today,
Selling their bodies and it's all I can do is what they would say.
They no longer wait on man to make their move,
The women of today are deciding to jump into the groove.
They seek the defilement of the flesh more than ever,
*** is now like a game to some which isn't all that clever.
But that's them, because most men are the same,
So really it makes no sense pointing out women's shame.
A woman who listens to her man's instructions is good,
And she listens willingly and with her heart as she should.
She obeys the right things he says for her to do,
And as the same he will do it in return too.
So blessed is the man who haveth his own,
His own mind, his own place and his own woman.
And blessed is the woman who cherishes that good man,
And forever love him, care for him and holds his hands.
A woman is representing rebirth and life,
And I hope I have found the right girl, to make her a woman and become my wife.

Que estoy diciendo,
¿Dónde está mi fe,
Porque estoy jugando
¿Cuál es el propósito de jugar.
Desearía haber hablado español,
Pero estoy atascado tratando de entenderlo.
O tal vez aprender francés,
Es un hermoso y romántico acento.
Traducir, ¿por qué traducimos?
Para transferir el significado de otro idioma.
Así que traduce este poema.

Swim fish swim, as far as you can go,
In waters maybe cold but there's never seasons like of snow.
Fish swam far and further and farther away,
And met fishes and other new friends ever day.

Crushing waves, fire on water, burning ships.
Crimson's doomsday in the fiery abyss.
Shipwrecks, broken necks, ***** decks.
Fish sees all that would happen next.

In distilled waters man made oil spill.
No longer fishes swim nor water's distilled.
Float fish float, as far as you would go,
Above waters maybe of no feeling, but you will never know.

Two shots to the chest,
And a fellow is laid to rest.
Another killer strikes again,
Another mother cries in pain.

Blood all over the fellow's face,
Laying dead, another ****** case.
But he awakes in a strange formed space,
In darkness where he can't feel or see his standing place.

Suddenly appears a light that shone so bright.
And he stayed still in fright to keep out of sight.
The fear he felt that point in time,
And the light said, don't look at me or you'll surely die.

And there the light gave him a second chance,
To walk again and to take another glance.
Of the world, and soon he had left that space,
And he awoke from hos slumber with blood and tears on his face.

He died and now he lives again, but he will never forget,
The empty space, of a living clue with a dead trace.

I stand by loyalty, and it's greater to me given behind my back than when I'm not near.
I love so strong, and that kind of love is rare, and all that I fear is always being there and doing the best I can do, then to be left is heartache and despair.

In my present life, I am in love with my future wife,
I was stabbed in the back once and I pray it don't happen twice.
No matter the struggle, I would never leave, even when the roads get rough.
But my past heartbreak makes me feel like I'm never enough.

When she smiles the heavens shine and sing,
Seeing her blush is such an amazing thing.
Her dimples, so sweet, exposed when she smiles,
And I want to make her my future wife, to be all mine.

Hopefully we would last forever, until the day we rest.
And I look to you God please, I hope she is the one, because I'm going to do my best.
God I pray that hurt isn't on it's way,
And if it's not then thank you in advance, because the games I'm not willing to play.

We both have flaws and stains in our past,
But as we grow to love each other, the pain will be outcast.
Her personality is lovely and she is all I can say I need.
So as we plant this seed of love, loyalty, respect and great values in our life,
I hope the seed becomes a tree, and the fruits from the tree taste sweet.

Right now in my present life, I'm in love with my future wife,
And I hope no matter the time apart she stands by her word like I'm going to stand by mine.

Vexation of spirit is a sin,
Chastise negativity and throw it in the wind.

Cater for those who transgress and rise to anger quickly,
Foolish men push their limits to wrath very swiftly.

Brace yourself, an angry man is unpredictable,
Man is mortal know that no man is invincible.

Cold water to a cup, hot water to a cup,
You taste lukewarm.
A bitter residue in my mouth,
I will spit you out until the taste is gone.

Anger leads to vengence and vengence to death,
Abstain from vextation as a conspired threat.

Study the laws of understanding,
thou must first understand,
Vextation of spirit big or small is a sin by man.

Deeply unmatched inside than the outer ring,
I see beauty and the beast beneath my skin.
A soft and tender heart most people take and throw away,
I still give my heart again openly, but no one really cares about its part to play.

Unidentified and regularly unseen,
I have a heart of a king but always ill treated by a queen.
Maybe because I have no familiarity with love or what it is,
Or maybe I know love and just can't tell what it is.

Am I nice to you? Am I beautiful to you?
Am I worth anything at all or am I just a clue?
And if I would where be you say it shows the most,
Maybe the inside, but not the spirit's host.

I'm Ugly I know, don't have to say it, it shows,
Every one laughs behind my back, and when my eyes are closed.
Sometimes I sit and sulk, or just cry it out,
I hear them say "he's ugly" with their eyes, and they don't have to say or shout.

Rejection is different, that's what my mother said,
And I know I'll always stay the same and it's posted in my head.
But I no longer feel to cry or sit alone and frown,
I know I'm ugly, and I have always accepted it but it won't keep me down.

So I'll love myself more than anyone would say they do,
And I'll love the ones who love me for true.
It's not how you look on the outside anymore,
Because I know my mind and soul is clean and my heart is pure.

Hello my good friend,
Happy birthday to you.
Before the days end,
God will bless you.
Your life is precious.
And your years are longer.
As God adds another year,
I hope you stand even stronger.

So enjoy your creation.
Will I leave you? Never!
We will stand together as a Nation.
Prepare, because we cannot live forever.
My friend, a lot, mourned for your birth,
And joy is given for when you lay.
Because living will be full of hurt,
But when you're dead all sufferings run away.

So hello my good friend.
Happy birthday to you.
Before the day had started,
God already stored blessings for you.

Distance yourself from me and leave me to be.
Your provocations stems a brief distraction.
Lamenting my focus and desorcrating my righteous plea.
Breaking me into pieces like many fractions.

Distance yourself from this world,
Or stand with evil and let evil live in you.
The more your false proverbs are preached, the more the truth turns.
Far from yunder, Olorun gave us wisdom so good and true.

Distance yourself from fraud and false Gods.
And their doctrines that are false thought.
Or be like fools that take from strangers and accept what's false bought,
Or be less curious, neglect and rebel against whats false fought.

Distance yourself from petty things.
Petty people, petty conversations and petty sins.
Pluck out all your black feathers from your white wings,
So your light will shine when you fly, and the world will recognize your bright stings.

Distance yourself from me bad mind people.
Do you think your actions and words are making me feble.
Or do you think your stare horrifies me and make me tremble.
Never at all my heart and mind are bounded with good and my body is Olorun's temple.

Feelings fade, memories replayed.
Drop dead in bed, dreams begin, so sweet I begin to sin,
Lust, agony, amazing love and abilities to fly,
Dreaming phases and in phases I can't die.
Standing in mid-air, light flare, eyes full of joy tears.
Never would I want to leave and I inhale the breeze then exhale and sneeze.
Amen! I scream so happy and prosperous in my dreams.
Never did I seem to unlikely have a Queen.
So beautiful so pure and clean as I imagine her on my team.
Standing on sand, the beach so clear and has a blue beautiful scene,

I guess it would be nice making her my wife, but it's my dreams, it's not real life.
Panic, demons interrupt, and I try to make them stop.
Get out, stay away, get the **** out of my head.
They laugh and reply saying they're not leaving until I'm dead.
So a battle to regain my strength, God and his Evil son at war,
Hearts bursting, earth filled with blood and bodies of many fallen angels with tears of claws,
She comes the she goes over the sun, rain and snow.
Tipping on her toes, because she doesn't want me to know.
Her love may not be mine, no not mine to keep, so I whisper to my pillow and wipe my tears in my sheets.
In pain no more smiles, the dream dies,
Exit in gun play, blood stains and marrow drains,

No one can help not ever her, not like she could anyway.
Heavy dents in a room called 666, with no air vents.
So many doors, hideous faces on the walls with an insane number of claws,
Like they're getting through, no maybe they're getting in,
In this dream at least, but why I feel it under my skin.
And I ravel, twist and I turn and moan because I'm not at ease.
Please oh Lord please I plea, rolling shaking in agony,
My Queen left, my dream crashed and now the demons is going to get me.
A sudden headache, so I hold my head and squeeze in my face.
I'm regaining strength, and subtracting void from my space.
Filling it with light, water and all elements to make my world where my Queen can come back, my dreams restart and the demons disappear at last.

Aaliyah my sister, always combing her hair.
Every time she comes from school she's talking about her peers.
Very straight forward and she doesn't care.
A simple harsh phrase from her mouth can make you disappear.

There is another thing,
She always loves to sing.
Whether it's at home,
Or when we're in the spring.

Eli my brother, he gets angry very fast.
Very short and small maybe the smallest in his class.
And he is very ignorant and doesn't like to listen,
And when he speaks out loud, his words shoot out like missiles.

He's not that fortitude,
Has a bad attitude.
Where ever we may go,
He'll always be mean to you.

Ishmael my brother, the second to last of them all.
Hes has a big heart although he's very small.
He may be quite quiet, but a little bit mischievous.
Although we don't live together, he's always good to us.

He has a beautiful smile,
Very loving and kind.
It doesn't matter who he meets,
He'll always be a brother of mine.

Nathaniel my youngest brother, even tho he's little he teaches me to stay together.
Yes the youngest and most annoying.
He's very cute and afraid of everything but nothing.

Small and afraid of the dark,
And it smells nasty when he farts.
It doesn't matter if he pees his bed, a lot,
I'll always love and cherish him in my heart.

And we will never stand apart,
Yes! my siblings and I.

Hello poetry, how are you?
Are you ready for another day, for poems to flow through?
I mean your the best, yes to me the best,
And I don't know about anyone else, but am sure your the best to the rest.

When I write, and people read, it's like saying hello poetry, your all I need.
But never the less to say from the rest, hello poetry your first so my poem can be next.

Slowly death is coming,
No appointed time to drop countless bodies.
Under the stars and the Moon,
Africa still need food for the starving tummies,
We still don't appreciate our truths,
Nor embrace our lives as we enroll in it.
The disperse of orders and rules,
Means nothing to scholars who live to learn but don't teach their studies.
Understand how the whirlpool moves,
Taking everything below and above, like nothing is worth it, like undecent pennies.
Criticism is a main review of fools,
Who despise good judgement and rebuke good forecomings.
Cancel out negativity from the mood,
Keep your mood positive and smooth like honey.
Stand firm in what you believe is true,
Eradicate false tongues and stand still in false panic.
World order have signs and cues,
Clues to see lies and take the truth out of it.

Love, you are my friend.
To have you in my life is essential.
Tho you may not be with me in the end,
Where I need you the most to help show potential.

You're my protection from my hate,
You help keep me in a proper mind state.
Your insubstantial touch upon my tender heart,
And every bit of you tickle my lips.

Love, you are my enemy.
Having you in my life was the best for me,
But when my heart shed that long lasting tear,
When ever I hear the word LOVE, I feel a sense of anger and fear.

You're the revolution of sensation that's lost.
Every remembrance of you is like remembrance of Christ on the cross.
You're so evil, come when you want a leave the same.
Love, I cannot take pain you'll drive me insane.

Love, my friend and my enemy.
You penetrate my life's choices and emotions.
making me happy when skies are blue,
And you get me excited to see the sun.
Love, I maybe don't love or love you.

Because love you're my friend and my enemy.
Am I your friend or enemy?
Due to the fact of past and present.
I do less harm to you as you do to me.

I give you an A because you are astonishing.
I give you a B because you're beautiful.
I give you a C because you're caring.
And I give you that D because you deserve it.

I give you an E because you're elevating.
I give you a F because you're forever blessed.
I give you a G because you're gorgeous.
I give you an H because you're helpful.

I give you an I because you're intelligent.
I give you a J because you're jaunty.
I give you a K because you have kingship.
I give you an L because you're loyal, ah hope so!

I give you a M because you're memorable.
I give you an N because you're never neglectful.
I give you an O because you're outstanding.
I give you a P because you peaceable.

I give you a Q because you're a queen.
I give you a R because you have reverence.
I give you an S because you're ****, better be!
I give you a T because you're terrifically talented, in bed, lol.

I give you a U because my love for you is unconditional.
I give you a V because you're verisimilitude.
I give you a W because you and I would soon be wedlock.
I give you an X because you're *******.

I give you a Y because you're you and youthful.
I give you a Z because there's zero reasons why I don't love you.

Life is like a game.
One chance, one life but a lot of pain.
Unbearable strain,
That makes your legs feble which tends to make you feel lame.

Live right and live everyday with memories, like everyday is your last.
It's a day to be joyous and make it your task.
Therefore when you lay to rest, what questions would they ask.

There are obstacles all along the way that you will choose.
But it's up to you to ensure that you find all the hidden clues.
Don't fight fire against fire or you'll be on the news.
Life is like a game whether nintendo or PS4 someday you have to lose.

It's the best game in the world, with the best graphics and simulations.
But there are dangerous opponents like in all games, so be careful of there procrastination.
Believe in what you believe in and follow your hearts in every occasion.

Be aware of those who just play life to take another.
They are the rippers of the game, they'll take away even your mother, sister or brother.
So stay sharp and stay focus on the objectives of the game.

To first accept it, believe it, dream it, think about it,
Speak about it, so the actions to do it, live it.
Also remember to love it, cherish it, store the good memories of it,
And most of them all find someone to live with so you can enjoy it.

GAME OVER

Look up to you and only you I looked up to.
Behold the greatness in your eyes, smile and chubby cheeks.
Ethical person, stands strong, play right and noes what to do.
Never dressed too fancy, colorful but always on fleek.

Inspired by how you walk, talk and the way you address,
To impress, nevertheless only you have this zest of the best.
Influencing as you persuade to take a heart and give it away.
What a shame, but who to blame? why many has fall in this game.

You approach, not making a note, but to quote that you are interested.
Always into but never has the time or even had the time to invest in.
But you don't rest sin, nor your head spin for the resting of lies.
But inspirations hidden in your eyes, to despise lies of the false truth standing by your side.

And yet I
Look up to you and only you I looked up to.
Behold the greatness in your eyes, smile and chubby cheeks.
Ethical person, stands strong, play right and noes what to do.
Never dressed too fancy, colorful but always on fleek.

My Queen, yes you my majesty,
I'm your humble servant, and I'm here to help.
Your riches are your smile and personality.
And that's your most precious wealth.

My Queen, yes you my majesty,
Sitting, reminiscing about the love ur giving.
I know your loving and a very caring.
So soft so tender, so big and so uplifting.

My Queen, yes you my majesty,
If I told you a flower can bloom in a dark room, would u trust me.
Because your enthusiasm lights up the room.
And I feel shivers when you sit next to me.

My Queen, yes you my majesty,
I will love you forever and forever.
Stand with you in the dark and help the sun brighten your day,
And in my heart I'll allow you to stay.

"Cancer patient, no smoking", doctor said.
No, he couldn't, white smoke made black lungs and now the patient's dead.

Life a year before, he smiles walking down the streets, hey what's up folks,
Cigarette in his mouth, he pulls in and you hear him cough and chokes.
Laughing loud telling stories and having jokes,
And he knows and realized the poke of damage the white smoke has on his throat.
That has him tied down like a stringed goat.

Up and down, exhausted real quick, out of breath and his lips dry on the tips,
But he never listened or took the tip, to stop smoking, "Dude you got to quit."
Exhale, the cancer patient after he just sighs, laughs, spits and lick his lips,
Telling the guy "No bro smoking is the ****."

Later down that year, close to that point where he no longer exists,
Still with the pack in his pocket and a cigarette between his finger tips,
Without the doubt of death and without the knowledge, he was at risk.
Regardless, he awoke every day taking it in vain.
Insane, like taking propane, literal high grade,

Laying on a bed of affliction in pain, head shot to the brain,
Serious temple hurting, and a rocking migraine that made him realize that,
He will no longer be alive, not anymore.
White smoke wiped him out of existence, no sunlight and long walks ever again.

"Cancer patient, no smoking", doctor said.
No, he couldn't, white smoke made black lungs and now the patient's dead.

Is It fair, for everyone not to care, when a man kills and man, INJUSTICE!!
And when a man premeditates on another, to ******, to see the tears of a father or a mother, INJUSTICE!!

How about when a man dies, for trying to protect his rights, with many witnesses in sight, is that justice?
For a cold-hearted beast, to look upon a child and abuse the rights of being superior, is that justice?

Think of it like this, in a land of such mist, to hear a sad story on the news, how many beings are being missed.
What a shame, they think it's a game, to ******, rap, steal and do what they want and drive families insane, to re-tame, sustain the feeling of pain.

And that is when It comes to the time of an innocent person, to take their own step of faith, to set things straight.
To put out the fist, make that list, and understand that injustice is our only justice.

So they fight for rights, to stay alive, because when push comes to shove, a killer motto is to **** or be killed.
And a subtle, humble citizen, takes the handle, to dismantle the lives of a criminal.
Because in life they understand that injustice is their only justice, to be unjust to those who are unjust to them.

Children! Children! don't waste another term,
Don't go to school to fool, but go to learn.
Go to understand life and make goals to earn.
Don't make your life be a waste of *****.

Remember to study and study very hard.
School time is not romme, it's not a straight hand of cards.
But the time to work and have the right attitude lad.
Always pack wisdom, knowledge and understanding in your book bag.

Stay out of trouble and bad company.
Because it's only pain and sorrows you're going to see.
Find good friends and a good name would come to thee.
Keep a good status and know who you want to be.

Last but not least, time can never be regained,
So every minute you have free don't spend it in vain.
Don't sit down and only study about games.
Because if you have crazy parents they would drive you insane.

Please! Be honest, comes on state your difference,
Are you the type to say, I'm different or I'm a different person?
In your eyes, are you the man who doesn't beat but cheats,?
Or don't cheat but beats, or maybe beats and cheats.
Or
Say you don't do both but at night you hide under with your phone with another person on the line.
Below the sheets.
I don't know you tell me and be honest.

What you have to hide, all those locks and not even me can't get the keys,
I'm not the type to snoop around but I'll know in time to come.
Like where those gifts, those stuff, and that hickey came from.
Oh yes, I saw it, oh ****, your reply, then you cry like the ****!!
You have the ******* hickey not me why u crying.
I know why, because you got caught cheap, and you're guilty and got none to say.

Stand up, open your eyes and stop fooling yourselves.
You hide your guilt when you do guilty ****.
But cry your ******* faces off when you fall in your own pit.
Yes!! The pit, of shame, disgust and regret,
Because it's like you often don't give a **** or.
Just liberally forget.
And you loose your mind, sit day and night and you fret,
But before you played innocent and did your **** behind my back.
Well, I'm here crying, but you don't care.
You ****** out your hole, hope you enjoyed your snack.

Look at yourself, you dumb, stupid or foolish.
Or deep inside you ******* mixed with all.
You rather a few moments of pleasure.
To throw away a life time of true love for
Some one thats all.
You're crazy, not focused and mentally ****** up,
To refuse a life with a worthwhile person,
Just to get you hormones topped up.
But say what that's your cut.

And you said you loved him or her, you'll never leave.
You're loyal, you're honest and all the above.
Then shove those words below the rug and forgot about love.
For what, he was charming and nice, she said.
Or she was wild and understanding, he said,
For a few minutes, hours maybe to lay in bed,
Get freaky, spread those legs and then go back to the ones you claim to Love?!

With thoughts in your head??
Thinking your wrong, your weak, no your dead.
Well, if you had the ******* willingness to
Go!!!
Smile, laugh and enjoy yourself knowing your boyfriend or girlfriend at home
Lonely as **** and with love in their hearts and missing you well instead.
Don't bother explaining, it's never a mistake but a choice and to me you look like you were well fed.
You're not different you're just as well as the Same!!


Now sit in shame and blame your games.
Sit and make yourself a better you.
And when you change hope karma, don't ******* in the ***.
And you get *******.

I wonder what my kite could see,
So high above you and me.

And if the birds are friends with him,
As I am friends with Grace and Tim.

Can it touch the fluffy clouds,
Or see the planes pass us by.

To see my kite far above,
as my string burst, I began to cry.

I want to hide, I want to run, I want fly far above the mysterious skies. No longer on the ground where I can slip nor slid, but in my zone where there's no rules, limits, truths or lies.
Maybe because I'm fed up of it all, I mean seriously, what's the point, what's the purpose.
And are we sure what's insured, is insured for us, maybe, maybe not.
For what, for who and who for what,
You won't understand because life is all mixed up. Taking orders giving complains, what's the deal if we feel pain and there's no ease for the strain. Not even a gain.

But we will find out soon enough, because we have been lied to enough, stressed out enough and dismissed enough.
But stay still, I understood when I was little, stay humble, meek and mild like a lamb, the Holy one's child.
I am, that's the worst part, rapidly and revengefully breaking my heart, stirring its path of a diluted failure in any shade of dark.
So where do I start, where do we part, why am I alive so long if sin is in my heart. If deception and lies is all there is to take part. Stranded in this fertile crescent world where anything can fall asleep and apart.

But I'm strong and I'll get stronger. By the second, by the minute, by the hour, by the days to weeks, months and years to meet.
You'll see me standing with my hands empty but my heart will be full and I'll be on my feet.
Passing by and through every corner and every street, telling the false people who serve false Gods that there is something much sweet.
So sweet, you won't stop licking your lips and ******* your teeth. However, where would you go, I bet you would want to repeat the deal you'll make to set thing straight, fulfill what's supposed to and conceal your faith to achieve the goals you set and get what's great.

I want to go far away, lead far from but not far astray, to slay the demons in my head and lock them far away.